I am a mother of three, one daughter (who is a nurse) and two sons. Both sons are Eagle Scouts and are in the Army. My oldest has proudly served in Iraq. He is in Army Aviation and graduated #1 in his AIT class (this is the kid who almost didn't graduate high school)! He has found his niche in the Army. Young son is almost finished with EOD (explosive ordinance disposal for the non-military experienced) school. He reminds me a great deal of that crazy EOD sergeant in "The Hurt Locker". We live and breathe the U.S. Army at our house. I can be frequently found telling off whiney new Army parents online, and reminding them that their kid is an adult, in the Army, and it ain't the local play group anymore, and they need to get over themselves and deal with it. I weep for every soldier, airman, sailor and marine whose life is cut short in that stinking sandbox. I attend all local military funerals when possible-me, my posse and my bunch of flags. All military personnel who cross my threshold are "mine", even if I just met them. I've been called "mom" by a whole lot more soldiers than I gave birth to. LOL The recruiters are still after the daughter, but I don't think that is going to happen. HOOOAH! I am an Army Mom!
